The night will not be postponed because of people's disgust, and it will not be prolonged because of people's desires. Its existence is just an existence.
"It's evening."
Huang Yi felt the feeling of nothing in his hands, and looked at his wife who was clearly dead in his arms in front of him. He closed his eyes, smiled bitterly and said to Izzy beside him, "Am I crazy?"
"Everyone went crazy."
Gently poking his thigh with the sharp edge of the dagger, Izzy's expression was also not very good, "The heart in the sky is depriving us of our emotions."
"felt it."
Pointing to the bitter smile on his face, Huang Yi said with an inexplicable joy in his tone, "I'm just pretending. I just thought that it would be hell if I laughed now, so I tried not to laugh."
"You have better self-control than I do."
Izzy stabbed the sharp edge of the dagger a little deeper into it again, and said with a pale face: "I feel like there is only complete despair and joy in my brain now. These two emotions are like hammers that keep hammering, which is very annoying. "
"I don't feel that way."
Huang Yi shook his head. He gently placed his non-existent wife on the ground, then stood up, raised his head, looked at the heart, and said calmly:
"The moment my wife died, I was much more desperate than I am now."
"Now all communications are down."
Izzy's face turned pale. She tried hard to keep her gaze away from the strange creatures lurking in the darkness watching her, and said in a deep voice: "We can no longer receive news from the brave."
"normal."
Pointing to the heart of the sky, Huang Yi said slowly: "Zhou Li should also understand that Anya also wants to become a god. But the path she takes is different from Yin Jue. The path Yin Jue takes is what we generally call the path to becoming a god."
"And Anya wants to create a miracle, and then, the miracle will become a god."
"Can you stop her?"
Izzy is not stupid. She can easily guess that Anya definitely did not voluntarily become a god. After all, the most reactionary person is the Pope, the God of Emotions. Now, she has broken the rules and embarked on the path of miracles and becoming a god. One can imagine the conspiracy behind it.
"It's a little difficult."
Huang Yi shook his head, and Iya noticed that there was actually a slight streak of sweat on his forehead, and his voice had already been slightly deformed, "Miracles become gods. What can be called a miracle is generally not something humans can do." of."
"Just like the heart in the sky, I actually felt something was wrong when this thing appeared. What is contained in this thing is no longer something that humans can control. After all, a "symbol" that can be embodied to such an extent is usually A sign of the gods.”
"If you want to stop her, you will only destroy the miracle that is about to happen."
Clenching his hands tightly, Huang Yi said in a deep voice: "But destroying the miracle itself is a miracle."
Now the entire people of Tarikri are part of the miracle. They all have a close connection with the heart, because their emotions are injected into the heart, and they are already part of the heart. It is only a matter of time before all Tariq people are stripped of all emotions and create a "ruthless country".
The heart cannot be destroyed. Once the heart is destroyed, the collected emotions will directly die or become disordered. You know, this is the negative emotions of everyone in a country, a superpower, and a country with a total population of hundreds of millions. Once these negative emotions gather together and explode in a chaotic manner, what can be expected is...
Everyone, stop playing, forget all the balls.
Thinking of this, the despair that had been suppressed began to emerge in his heart. Huang Yi gritted his teeth, clenched his palms tightly, and kept thinking, trying to find a way.
Miracle, find a miracle.
——
"Is that it?"
Looking at the key in his palm, Evan felt a little dazed. He couldn't believe that the key that Twelve Times had been searching for for decades was actually in such a conspicuous place.
Father's chest.
That Emperor's Medal.
"He was actually the first one to discover that gods had other purposes for humans."
After signaling to Evan, Tarik looked at Tsar I who was leaning against the wall with a faint smile, and then said to Evan: "Then, there is Tsar XVI, which is Louis XVI in your mouth."
"Louis XVI?"
Evan was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of the Tsar known as the Happy King. It was hard to believe it for a while, but soon, he thought of Louis XVI in Hathaway's body, who once used an almost crazy expression. His tone exposed his illusions about gods.
"Yes, this kid Sixteen is much smarter than me."
After knocking his head, Tsar I said to Evan with a hearty smile: "Did you know? This kid has actually been a god-given professional for a long time."
"God's gift?!"
Evan was stunned. He did not refute immediately, but was a little confused, "Then what is his authority?"
"Door."
Looking at the lion pattern carved on the armrest on the side, Tsar I said: "His authority is the door, the door to art, kingdom, politics and culture. In fact, the most gorgeous door he built is this building named The city of Mosk.”
"All the architectural layout of Mosk, including residential buildings, government halls, and art buildings. If you look at it from an overhead view, Mosk is like a huge door. This is Louis XVI Proudest piece of art, a door named Mosk."
"What's the point of this door?"
Facing Evan's doubts, Tarik stepped forward and said: "If there is no key, then this door is just a pass. It allows Hathaway to travel through space in this city at will by consuming soul power. As long as it was a building created by Louis XVI’s own hands or simply, she could move through it at will.”
"What if you have this key?"
Looking at the coat of arms that was inverted to reveal the precise lines in his hand, Evan continued to ask: "Where does this door lead to?"
"No, this is not the key to the door."
Stretching out his hand and gently closing Evan's palm, Tarik Vladimir told Evan the truth in a gentle voice.
"This is the key that closes the door."
"His only function is to completely lock the door between Mosk and God."
Evan was stunned.
"Did you expect this moment?"
After a while, he came back to his senses and looked at the two legends in history in front of him. His voice was a little dry, "You have long expected that the gods would attack Tariq, so are you ready for all this?"
"Of course not. We are not gods. I don't even know if my wife will scold me the next day. How could I think so far ahead?"
Tsar I laughed and shook his head. He said to Evan with an emotional tone: "When this key first came to me, it was just a small toy. It can block the sight of the gods, but the power is very low and can only Used in one room.”
"Later, Louis XVI felt that this key was not worthy of a city door, so he transformed the key. He bound the key to the radiant crystal deep in the earth, giving it infinite energy. But , and it was also because of the touch of this key that the radiance crystal produced unstable fluctuations, and then Crystal Trick was born."
"In the end, it's me."
Looking at the badge engraved with a sickle and a book, Tariq slowly said with faint memories: "Louis XVI gave me this key. At that time, this key was still defective. It could only Blocking the sight of the gods does not prevent the arrival of the gods. So, I also transformed it."
"I built the Elnoa Energy Tower, stabilized the veins of the crystal, and at the same time integrated the creation of an ancient civilization into it, so that energy can be stably input to the door created by Louis XVI. In this way, the gods will be affected by that energy. The network formed by unknown power and energy crystals is blocking Mosk. Although the time is limited, this can be regarded as a way to resist the gods."
"Originally, the two of us were the illusion of your father's mind, but Anya, no, what the God of Emotions didn't expect was that your father's mind was very powerful, surpassing most people in this world. Plus there's Erno above his head. With the blessing of the Sub-Crystal Tower, Tsar I and I are not just illusions.”
Looking at Tsar I on the side, Tariq said calmly: "We are two ghosts who are obsessed with this country."
"what should I do?"
Looking at the two ghosts in front of him, Evan gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice: "What can I do?"
"Give the key to the brave man."
Looking towards the exit not far away, Tariq's voice was full of hope, "It's a total of 1,500 meters from the exit here to the energy tower. During this journey, despair will continue to arise in your heart. And those monsters will greedily absorb your despair and eventually kill you."
"What you have to do is go, walk up to Zhou Li with a faint hope, and hand this key to him."
"OK."
Evan didn't have any doubts or confusion. He just nodded calmly and pinned the badge on the lining of his chest. Then he turned around and walked towards the exit not far away.
Without greetings or blessings, Tarik Vladimir and Tsar I just looked at the thin figure in silence, walking towards the exit. With the sound of the giant door opening, Evan disappeared into the underground city and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye to your daughter?"
After a while, the voice of Tsar I sounded in the empty underground city, "I remember that you haven't really said goodbye to her yet."
"Oh, yes, you still stayed in her heart for a while."
Tariq thought for a while, and after a moment, he shook his head, chuckled and said, "Forget it, it's gone."
"It only adds to the sorrow."
"You can calm down then. If it were me, I would have to see my daughter even if I died again. Alas, I really don't know what happened to that girl Jenny in the end."
Looking at the somewhat depressed Tsar I on the side, Tariq said kindly: "Your second daughter Jenny finally married the district chief of the Snooker area. They had two children. In the end, your daughter died at a healthy age. She was quite happy. .”
"That's good."
Tsar I was relieved. They continued to stare at the exit not far away. After a while, Tsar I spoke again.
"I never had a problem with you overthrowing the Tsarist Empire."
With a faint smile on his lips, Tsar I said slowly: "I learned about that history through Hathaway, and you are right."
"Tarik people should live under the sun."
——
Torea still remembers that the first time she met the girl named Xiao Ke was on the carriage heading to Muqi.
The cute girl with long black hair, who likes to wear a red robe and has a little baby fat on her face, gave herself a bowl of noodles to herself who was in the carriage with her eyes closed and concentrating. She said that since she didn't eat much, she specially made a bowl of noodles for herself.
In fact, that bowl of noodles was really unpalatable. There was too little salt and there was no other advantage except that the noodles were chewy.
However, Torea still finished the bowl of noodles seriously. After all, in Noah's world, even though humans have developed renewable food, successive years of disasters still make food not so abundant. Although no one will starve to death, there are still some shortages.
After finishing the noodle soup, she saw a girl with eyes like twinkling stars, who gave her a thumbs up with joy. After exchanging names, she jumped away from the carriage holding an empty bowl, and Torea also learned the name of this girl with optimism written on her face.
Lea Ke.
Everyone likes to call her Xiaoke. After all, a cute and lively girl without any pretensions is very lovable everywhere. Of course, as the Ice Princess, Torea is a typical case of the complete opposite. At that time, except for Zhou Li who would go to bother her from time to time and Eluma who would chat with her intermittently, no one had any contact with her.
After all, that ice-cold face and cold voice are too lethal, and even ordinary people may not be able to bear it.
Walking in front of Xiao Ke, who was trapped in his own consciousness, in the mental space at this time, the originally chaotic colors began to be arranged in an orderly manner. Warm colors were stepped on by everyone, while some cold colors stood slowly under the blue sky and warm sun.
Torea looked at the transparent [Door] not far away, and she knew that Xiaoke was the most critical link. In other words, she already knows the nature of this spiritual space.
A mirror.
A mirror looking at Torea.
Torrea didn't know why, but this spiritual space reflected her own soul. Whenever she breaks the consciousness cage of a partner and saves them from their own fantasies, the same emotions will surge in her heart, and this space will have an extra piece of color.
And now.
Touching her heart gently, this was the first time in Torea's life that she felt the heart beating gently. After a moment, she stretched out her hand and met Xiao Ke under the gaze of everyone holding their breath.
This is the last piece of the puzzle.
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